#THANK YOU ANON!!!

[scarletlizzard]

OH I SEE YOURE TAKING REQUESTS...what about emo!wanda x emo!reader but wanda is like >:( and reader is more ^_^ happy and then reader is best friend's bucky and wanda is so jealous. idk it can be fluff or smut !! ( i tried to be a little more specific

Jealousy

Pairing: wanda x female reader

Tags Minors DNI: smut, wanda in a skirt, fingering (R receiving), little arguing, jealousy!

A/N: Hiii anon! Thank you soo much for your request!! It's been a busy week sorry for being late, but I hope this is okay and you enjoy jealous Wanda 😊

Wanda knows deep down that you would never cheat on her. She knows how much you loved her, how much you cared about her. In the time she's spent here at the Avengers campus, she's only ever taken a real liking to you, not interested in truly getting to know the others. And you, thankfully, gave her everything she needed.

But right now, she couldn't help the heavy feeling in her chest as she watched you with your best friend.

She stood with her arms crossed, biting down on her lip so hard it may just bleed, staring at you and Bucky. Wanda watches as your hand touches his arm, your head thrown back in a fit of laughter. He smiles at you with fond eyes, and oh, she can't take it anymore.

"Having fun?" She asks, words coming out more bitterly than she had planned.

"Wanda!" You say, and the way you beam at her almost makes her feel guilty. Then Bucky turns too, with his arm slung around your shoulder.

"Come to join in? We could actually use your help. It turns out both of us are shit at baking," Bucky jokes, and you both laugh, looking at the mess around the kitchen.

Your smile fades, though when you see the seriousness in Wandas face. Buckys arm slowly slides off of you, scratching his head awkwardly in the silence. Wanda tilts her head and okay, you were fucked.

"Actually, you know," Bucky clears his throat and looks at the time. "I was supposed to meet Steve for training a little bit ago." His metal arm pats your shoulder, giving you a good luck look before walking out of the kitchen.

"Baby... what's wrong?" You frown and walk around the counter to her, your hands moving up to her shoulders. She shrugs you off, crossing her arms. "What's your problem?" You ask, annoyed she was pushing you away.

"What's my problem?" Wanda spits out, a sarcastic laugh leaving her lips. "My problem is you two are always all over each other! He's always looking at you like he wants to fuck you!"

"That's not true!" You defend, raising your voice to match hers. "Bucky is my best friend, that's it! That's all we've ever been, all we will be."

"Right, okay. You're literally always hanging out with him, I dont see why you have to spend so much time together." She rolls her eyes.

"We're friends!"

"Friends don't eye fuck the other friend! Don't be so stupid."

Your eyes widen at her words.

"Sorry you don't have any friends to hangout with because you fucking hate everyone." You cross your arms, dishing it out as she does.

"Fuck you," Wanda replies.

"Just because you're jealous doesn't mean you have to take it out on me."

Her eyes shoot daggers at you.

"Jealous? I am not jealous." She seethes, taking a step forward. Your back hits the counter as you take a step back, her usually soft green eyes dark as she peers into yours.

"You are so jealous." You bite your lip, taking in her angry appearance. She wore your zip-up jacket over her shirt, a dark skirt around her hips. Her fingernails were still black from when she painted them the other day.

Wanda doesn't speak, she only takes another step, pressing her chest against yours. The tension between the two of you built up with every word spoken.

"I'm not jealous, Y/N. You want to know why?" She asks, her hands move to the counter behind you, trapping you in her presence. You only look up in reply, with a questioning look. "Because you're mine. And if I have to remind you of that again, I will."

Wandas eyes flash red, and you feel yourself being lifted a few inch onto the counter.

"Wanda, what are you-" You look around the empty kitchen and to her, who is now level face to face. Her hands moved to your thighs, spreading them apart, and you've never been more grateful for stealing one of her shorter skirts this morning.

"What if someone walks in?" You ask, feeling the wetness pool in your panties at the way she kisses your neck.

"Hopefully, it'll be him." She mumbles, and your cheeks burn red at the possibility. You feel her fingers slide your soaked panties to the side. You grip onto the jacket she wore, pulling her as close as possible.

"So wet, detka... tell me who made you this way," Wanda whispers, and you feel her fingers dip inside of you easily. You bite back a moan as she begins to move them.

"You, Wanda.. fuck - just you," you lean forward, pressing your face against her neck as she fingers you right there.

"Don't hide those pretty moans, let me hear you."

"I'm yours!" You moan out.

"Say it again."

"I'm yours, Wanda," you pant against her skin, her fingers thrusting inside of you at a quicker pace. When you feel her thumb press against your clit you feel that familiar burn in the pit of your stomach.

"Nobody else is allowed to touch you like this except for me." She whispers against your neck and bites down, marking you as hers. You nod desperately, holding onto her as tight as you can.

"Baby, I-I'm so close," you moan into her ear as her fingers work inside of you, and she smirks at the delightful whimpers that leave your lips.

"That's my good girl... let go detka. Tell them who you belong to," she says, forcing your head out of the crook of her neck. Her grip is strong in your hair, and your legs tremble around her. It's not long before you pathetically are moaning, "Wanda!" Into the kitchen, releasing onto her fingers, your panties now drenched.

Wanda takes all you have and removes her fingers from inside you, slipping them into her mouth. Her eyes burn red at the taste, and she pulls you into a heated kiss, making you taste yourself on her tongue.

You pull back to catch your breath, letting your head hit her shoulder hard. She chuckles at how cute you were and wraps her arms around you, you do the same. The two of you hold each other for a moment as you sit on the counter still.

"I'm sorry, for saying what I said..." Wanda says, her voice soft. Your fingers move in circles on her back.

"I know... I'm sorry, too. I promise there's nothing going on between us. I love you so much." You kiss her jaw, and she smiles.

"I don't hate everyone, you know," she jokes, lightening the mood. "I especially love you."

You can't help but laugh, pulling back to see the now playful look on her face. Wandas soft spot for you made your chest swell, you loved how different she treated you.

"You only love me," you giggle and kiss her nose. She groans and rolls her eyes.

"Fine, you're right," she chuckles and leans forward to give you a sweet kiss.

A noise from behind you pulls you from her kiss, you see Bucky standing in the doorway clearing his throat. You hop off the counter, feeling Wandas arm wrapp protectively around your waist.

"Forgot my phone," he says with a hint of pink on his cheeks and points to the phone next to you. You watch as the phone glows red, and it's suddenly floating in the air towards him. He catches it as it drops in front of him.

You turn to Wanda, watching her eyes return to green with an unbothered look on her face.

"You know, you kinda really scare me. I like it," Bucky says to Wanda, a smile taking over his face. You groan and put a hand over your face. Wanda can't help the smirk on her face, satisfied with herself as the man leaves with a wave.

"Happy?" You ask, turning to look at her satisfied smirk. You take her hand in yours, feeling the cool metal of her rings against your fingers.

"Very," she beams down at you, kissing your cheek.

#marvel #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x you #wanda x fem!reader #civil war wanda #wanda in a skirt ahhhhh #scarletlizzard asks #thank you anon!!!

[whaliiwatching]

JRHEIDLOWNROGJ3 YOUR ART IS SO GOOD :0000

thanks! concept locs hobie selfie be upon ye

#inbox love #spider man: across the spider verse #spider punk #hobie brown #thank you anon!!! #concept locs hobie rlly rlly got me he is just So #i got a bunch of sketches of him and this is one of the… less great ones but i still like it lol #trans color background? why yes it is how kind of you to notice

[muffingnf]

I made a google drive :) I’m still going to be adding more to it but it has some recent pics in there!

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Xt1gYaBlXRN3wNtVPYPu5VOhKhNvbQ0R

scrolled through a little bit and then almost burst into tears at this picture

oh 2020 george if u could see the shit we’re dealing with now….

#😭😭😭😭😭😭 #THANK YOU ANON!!! #maybe when i’m more mentally stable i will properly scroll through:) #nova.ask

[brighteuphony]

Psst. Female ANBU have their tattoo on the right side, while males have it on the left.

Yep! But I feel for the purposes of something like ANBU- in which hiding your identity is one of the big points, having a tattoo that shows your gender kind of defeats the purpose! So I've taken some liberties!

Thank you for the tip anon! I love how much everyone cares about this fandom T_T that they know all these details.

#asks #there are different uniforms for kunoichi and shinobi #but i headcanon either men/women/other could wear them if they choose #thank you anon!!! #<3 <3 <3

[elwenyere]

I am interested in your thoughts on your Codywan Fake Imperial Husbands AU :)

Thank you so much for this ask, Anon!!! Titles are taken from this WIP ask game.

The Codywan Fake Imperial Husbands AU (full working title: Fake Imperial Husbands of the Infinite Sith Sadness, or FIHOTISS) is an homage to/collaboration with this 'verse created by @frostbitebakery. It's a Purge Trooper Cody/Sith Lord Obi-Wan AU with a couple twists, and without giving too much away I can say the fic is going to be a 5+1 involving subterfuge and angst and hopefully some mystery. Here's a wee drafty snippet:

When CC-2224 returned to consciousness, he detected an unknown material covering his face and hands. A mixed-textile fabric. Garment-standard stitching and humanoid tailoring. A coat. It was Lord Tash’s coat, black and heavy - soft. The fibers were thick and soft against his fingers, not as rough as the robes.  CC-2224 blinked. An error. He detected a matching error: the coat was black and soft, but it smelled like - internal memory search initiated - like bergamot, like - warning: file corruptions detected - General Kenobi, he thought, the gray washing over him like a wave before - Initiate full system reboot.

#codywan #my wips #fihotiss #wip ask game #thank you anon!!!

[theywhoshantbenamed]

Headcanon!!!! Because California is the 1 agricultural state he grew up on a farm but he never talks about it!

OH GUESS WHAT I ACTUALLY HAVE A DRAWING COMING UP THAT RELATES TO THAT!!!!(technically it’s witch Cali related but he still be farming shhh)

What a coincidence!!

There’s a good portion of California that’s just farmland, and I think Cali deserves to have a lil ranch.

#asks for ash!! #ash answers!! #wttt #welcome to the table #ben brainard #wttt california #thank you anon!!!

[sonofthedunes]

"have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it" x reader 👀🙈

an excellent prompt, anon! let me take a crack at it under the cut…

“Have a little trust in yourself! I know you can take it.”

Luke and his damned optimism… “That’s what we thought last time,” you point out, wincing at the memory of that abortive encounter. You and Luke haven’t been lovers for long, and that evening-where you just couldn’t handle him no matter what you tried-had nearly ended things before they started. Since then you’ve used other means to get each other off, and it’s certainly been enjoyable, but the shame still lingers. If he’s bothered by it, though, he conceals it masterfully.

“I know, but…I wouldn’t mind trying again.” He smiles at you a little bashfully. “If you want to, of course.”

“…All right,” you sigh fondly after a moment. When it comes down to it, your desire to be with him outweighs the anxiety. “You have the lubricant?”

He produces the little tube from his bedside table and squeezes a generous dollop onto his fingers. Clothes having been dispensed with some time ago, it’s easy for him to coat his length in it (whimpering just a bit at the sensation). You lay back on the mattress and spread your legs, inhaling slowly as he crawls between them, breath catching as he slicks your opening with the remnants of the lube. “I hope this works,” you mutter.

“It will,” he insists. “Relax. I’ll go slow, I promise.”

“And if I need to stop?”

“Just say the word.” He lines himself up and leans down over you. There’s that smile again, that slice of Tatooine sunshine that never fails to placate you. Fingers trail softly over your jaw. “Ready?” he asks.

“Ready as I’ll ever be-oh!” Your sardonic reply morphs into a gasp as he enters you, slowly, ever so slowly. Stars, he’s huge.

He moans, forearms shuddering from the effort. “Fuck, you feel so good…you okay?”

“I think so. Keep going.”

Your hands fly to his back as he continues to push, nails dimpling the smooth skin. It’s different this time…yes, he’s stretching you, but it doesn’t hurt. The fullness is comforting, almost. And unbelievably erotic. “Luke…” you whisper, nerves alight.

“Good girl. Taking me so well,” he groans. “Almost there…”

“Luke, please…”

“Come on, you can take a little more…”

And oh sweet blessings, you can. He halts before it would become truly painful, both of you panting and staring at each other with triumph. “I told you!” he grins, kissing your forehead. “I knew you could. Still all right?”

You nod. “Oh yeah, just fine.”

“Then can I-“

“No! Not yet.” Your legs slide and lock, encircling his slender waist. “Let’s stay like this, just for a minute. I want to feel you.”

He settles on you fully, nuzzling your cheek and tightening his arms around you. His low murmur tickles your ear: “And how do I feel?”

“Like a dream,” you sigh.

“Funny,” he says, “I was thinking the same thing about you.”

Humming contentedly, you card your fingers through his hair. How long you’ll stay like this you aren’t sure-but the night is young, and now that you’ve crossed this threshold, who knows what pleasures await?

#ask #luke skywalker #luke skywalker smut #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker x y/n #thank you anon!!!

[pippuns]

There is never "too much" when it comes to your art!!! Please do share any doodles if you can 💕💕💕💕 I adore your Liu "just hit them" Qingge. (And baooooziii!!!) Thank you for all of your very cool art.

woe! soft liushens be upon ye

#thank you anon!!! #i'm glad you enjoy my stuff :] #pippart #i think one of the funniest things about me is the fact that im a svsss artist cursed with victorian sensibilities #so just cleaning this doodle up made me blush like there's no tomorrow #but i'm also drawing for svsss which. well. has bing//qiu in it LOL #liushen

[frownyalfred]

Be right back gotta go wipe the tears away

Great work, loved it, broke my heart and stomped on it

I cried a little thinking about Alfred lying in the nest without them, ngl. Poor guy, he’s truly been through so much. And Bruce doesn’t fully realize that!

#asks #anon #myfic #theresurrectionist #a room full of coral #a/b/o mention #a/b/o tw #thank you anon!!!

[veintrry]

Yoo can you make a scaramouche x reader angst?? Where scara snapped at reader ofc like reader won't tolerate the fact they got yelled by the the sixth harbinger so they made a comeback which resulted to an argument then scaramouche slapped reader something like that and the others are up to u :))

Btw can I be ☆ anon??

And it's alright if you won't make this no need to rush

scaramouche x gn!reader, angst, violence, complicated relationship, reader doesnt know about the whole puppet thing just to be clear, what is love??? crisis + baby don't hurt me for emotional neglect pewpew

cw: this work contains physical violence, cursing, and degradation (being seen as lesser than).

an: MY FIRST OFFICIAL REQUEST KM SO HAPPY thank you for submitting your request ☆ anon!!! I had to rewrite this one a couple of times because I wrote a whole backstory and felt like it was too much BUT SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG and I'm not exactly the most proud of this;;

AC: @/6ta6tam on twt

The Balladeer was a difficult man, this came as no surprise to you. You bore witness to many of his cruel, rash and harsh acts that he openly displayed onto his agents --or anyone he viewed as below him -- seeing them as trash, no, even lesser than that. Yet, never did you even dare think that he would turn his scrutinising gaze onto you.

You and The Balladeer had a long history together, mostly due to your associations with the harbingers. Unlike Scaramouche, you weren't a harbinger, let alone a fatuu, at least not at first... You two started off rough, you didn't like him, big whoop. It was mutual, at first. However, let's say that circumstances happened. Ones that neither you or he delved into, but was the reason for him offering you a position by his side. You frankly were disgusted at the idea, but the opportunity to actually escape the ruins of your life, you needed it.

That somehow ended up "blossoming" to be more than either of you intended it to be. Downside of having to be together 24/7 you assumed. Though you were given an opening, a peek into The Balladeer beneath the veil. You're somewhat ashamed to say you were charmed by his depth. You think that he likes you because of your interest in him, in his words, he's merely "intrigued by your naiveté", whatever that means...

-

You had returned to your tent at the stationed camp, obviously set up by the agents, ones that had suffered an intense course of yelling and degrading, finished off with the scent of burning skin lingering in the air. Scaramouche had entered prior to you, rushing in hurriedly, and with each step of his feet you swore you felt the earth shake a little from a strike of lightning.

"Don't you dare call me that." His words came in sharp, such did the glare he gave you as he turned to face you with a striking amount of ferocity. You noticed how his face seemingly scrunched up further than it already had prior and at this you attempted to speak again before you were shut down. "-And please, drop the formalities. It's pathetic at this point." By that you assumed he meant it was futile, and that was something you had thought a lot around him, honestly.

You were usually tasked with dealing with whatever aftermath occurred. Was it an easy job? No. But you've managed to keep your position in this damn havoc of a 'workplace' for a reason. "My lord," You began, and it wasn't the usual way you'd address him, however even you took caution around the fearsome Sixth Harbinger.

"Scaramouche," You started again, this time with his correction in mind. "I believe that your behaviour and... methods of punishing our squad is putting much strain on them and lowering their performance." There was no 'I believe' it was the reality but you had to make it sound better, professionalism was still something you had to pretend you somewhat cared about around him. "Frankly, if you are upset, don't strike them without warning. That would be very helpful." Sarcasm was also in your blood. Family genes.

He didn't hide the distaste he felt at his words. "Don't speak like that with me. And if you're so concerned about their performance how about you go and lecture them, hm? Oh, or you perhaps too busy running papers errands with your pen stuck between your fingers?" Archons help the sigh you had to hold back up. You still rolled your eyes though. It was too bothersome having to listen to him avoid blame whilst you have to attempt to level with him. "I am actually. Thanks for asking." Maybe you really were naive to like someone such as him.

"Don't question the way I do things. I don't need to remind you of your position, do I?" Now that had certainly caught your attention, and with a raise of your brow you urged him to go onwards, "What do you mean by that?" It sounded less like a question and more like you had been offended by what he said. Because you were. He had practically put you down and yes your rank as his assistant is obviously lower but you were together, as a person, as someone he is with, he sure as hell shouldn't get to tell you where you are ranked.

"I mean that you are still below me."

"You might not be as irrelevant as those vermin, but you and I are not the same." Oh, so that's how it is.

"Ha, you're damn right we aren't. One of us has an ounce of fucking humanity in them and the other lacks any heart." Maybe it wasn't your place to say that, considering you were the one who still chose to be by his side? But now you were rethinking things, was it really you choosing to be by his side. If you had left wouldn't he just chase you down? Or maybe you meant so little he'd let you go? When he said he was intrigued by you, did you misinterpret it, did he perhaps just mean that you were a different, amusing toy for him to play around with? You were starting to think way deeper about everything in your relationship.

The expression the Harbingers face warps to was something difficult to put into words, but he gave you this look, this glare, as if you had said something that you'd regret for the rest of your life, as if you had overstepped the line of your position and attempted to go against him one-on-one. It was as though you not only questioned his authority, but as well as something underlying. You struck a nerve.

It took less than a second for the man that was once opposite you to no longer be there, and for your view of sight to be turned towards the left side of the tent. A stinging feeling resurfacing over and over on the cheek of your face. He had slapped you. He had the nerve- the gall - to slap you. You wanted to stay like that for a moment, to simply not avert your gaze from the dark coloured fabric, but the anger that fueled you, the flames that lit within you at the idea that this man who you even dared to even like had disrespected you made you face him again.

And there his facial muscles didn't budge, not even an inch, as he glared you down as if you were something abnormal. It hit you then the realisation, with Scaramouche it was always alright, it was tolerable. But you failed to notice the unspoken rule between you two. 'Don't question me, and we'll be fine.' There was always a limit to how close you can get to him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you." You knew he could be physically violent, you've seen it. But to think he'd do it to you. No, not just that, but the fact that he fucking tinged the slap with electro. He didn't just strike you like he did with others, no, he physically put his skin onto yours. And somehow it felt more degrading than if he had just let a bolt of light tear through you. It felt as if he thought you weren't even worth something horrendously painful. Only something minor, something small, to keep you in your place.

For what felt like hours you two merely scowled at one another, and it was the first time you'd say you both wore your emotions on your sleeves so boldly.

He bites the bottom of his lip before muttering out one word, "Leave."

And you want to say that his indigo eyes betray what he orders, you really want to. Though, you don't know if you're right or just fooling yourself in this "naiveté" of yours again. Was what made you intriguing how long you managed to last?

In front of you, was the Balladeer, The Sixth Fatui Harbinger, and his expression almost felt human.

#- my ☆ anon #THANK YOU ANON!!! #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

I just read you rockstar!bf!eddie, and i just imagine if Eddie just keeps naive bimbo reader gf forever, but with his rockstar career his life is getting crazier. Although he has most control over reader, reader is also probably the thing keeping him out of the 27 club. His little baby bunny who is just smitten with him, is always worried about his health and stops him from going too far like with harder drugs. In exchange shes completely at his mercy, and thats probably the most intoxicating drug of all. Basically what i wanted to say was, cute bimbo reader keeping Eddie’s rockstar lifestyle from going to far. I wonder what his fans/the public think of their relationships.

aww, pleaseee

you're always concerned for his mental and physical well-being :,((

you're always babying him just as much as he babies you <33 making sure he's eaten and that he only sticks to drinking a serving size portion of alcohol every so often,, you don't mind him smoking weed but you make sure that he doesn't overdo it.

fans love the two of you !!! they take pictures of him feeding you your food when your out for a picnic or something. there's also pictures of you holding a water bottle for him as he drinks out of it, wanting him to be hydrated.

sometimes you feed him in front of his bandmates, and at first he's a little flustered but he loves it.

whining a, "babyyyy," when you scoop some of his food onto a fork and spoon-feed it into his mouth as his friends tease him :,))

but he feeds you too, his friends groaning from how mushy the two of you are for one another <33

NOT TO MENTION HOW HOT YOU BOTH ARE!!

his fans are literally your fans. they love the both of you together.

even other celebrities gush about how you both are so hot and kind,, how you both are perfect for one another...

there's pictures of you hanging off of eddie as you both walk in public (like that scene with stu's gf in scream (iykyk)) and he's laughing.. you both are complete opposites, like the non-toxic couple version of Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee but just much better (love pam though).

your aesthetics are so different and fans also obsess over it. eddie's constantly touching you all the time, and the fans gush about how adorable the two of you are and how they wish that they were either in your position or eddie's <333

and dont get me started on how many photos there are of you two making out, eddie's hand up your skirt or dress and you on your tippy toes.. or you both are out for a picnic and you are just sitting in his lap as he kisses your shoulder, feeding you berries

ACK i love this sm <3333

#eddie munson #mail 💌 #thank you anon!!! #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar!eddiemunson x bimbo!reader #eddie munson x reader #bimbo!reader

[elwenyere]

What are some Cody-related headcanons you have? If you'd like to share 🙏

Hello Anon! Thank you so much for this wonderful ask. Cody is one of my favorite characters to write, and it's a joy to share some of the ideas and inventions that have come out of building stories for him.

I think one thing that's become crucial to the way I imagine Cody is that he's been thrust into this extremely high-responsibility, heavy-emotional-toll position at a super young age, and he's had to learn how to compartmentalize and repress pretty aggressively in order to keep doing his job. There are losses he just can't let himself fully acknowledge if he's going to remain functional (and he's very good at his job, so there will be more losses if he can't function), so I think of there being a distance - both deliberately cultivated and unconsciously formed - between what Cody's feeling and what he's saying, or even what he's thinking about consciously enough for it to surface in the narrative focalization.

That means that I see Cody as a character with an incredible strength of will and power of self-denial, but I also like to think about the small ways he might allow himself to blow off steam, and I imagine a lot of them would be sensory: extra spice in the food, a little flavored creamer in the caff, the ritual of smoking a cigarette, or of having sex - especially with someone with whom he's on the kind of footing that allows for eye rolling and shit-giving.

On that note, I also think of Cody as someone who derives satisfaction from solitude (which he hardly ever gets) and is maybe too good at bearing loneliness (which he gets more and more of as the war goes on). He has a fierce loyalty to his men, and he also has to order them to their deaths all the time. He understands that means he can't share the same kind of camaraderie with them that they share with each other. So he holds himself apart: someone many people respect, some resent, and few really know. But as isolated as that might make him feel, he's also got barely any time that he can truly call his own, so I imagine that maybe in a no-chip/Republic-wins AU he might decide to peace out for a while: go live by himself and do things that are low-stakes and build some habits that are totally his own.

I think he's so used to using anger - a kind of low-simmering, deeply saturating, furious indignation - as a substitute for fulfillment that he barely notices how much of his emotional apparatus is coated in frustration until he's struck by something that reopens the yearning - the curiosity and thirst and restlessness - that not even the brutal grind of being Marshal Commander of the Third Systems Army can crush out of him.

Also he's funny and he's sharp: that's important to me. Cody can absolutely read you for filth while sounding unremarkably polite, and you won't realize he's verbally shivved you until you're on the turbolift leaving the meeting.

Thank you again for this lovely ask, Anon!!! I hope this is close to what you had in mind by headcanon. <3<3<3

#star wars #commander cody #anon asks #thank you anon!!! #this was lovely to write

[theywhoshantbenamed]

Your California is very Squishy

Awww thank you!! He’s my squishy bean my pliable pole

Here are some of my fave recent California doodles

#asks for ash!! #ash answers!! #wttt #welcome to the table #ben brainard #wttt california #thank you anon!!!

[muzzleroars]

Gabe learning to do repairs would open up a great opportunity for V2 to return (if you want to go in that direction), since the v's are so similar he would have a motivation to go to Greed to gather their stray parts as back ups or as additional learning opportunites/tests for areas that are way too risky to do on V1 proper. you can't just meddle with an arm and call yourself an expert.

Maybe Gabe finds that he is actually very good at robotics (more likely: just very lucky) and accidently 'fixes' and restarts V2 who is understandably pissed at the whole situation.

Also the only things that Gabe would know about V2 prior to this (or at all) is whatever V1 explains to him beforehand so what impression would Gable even have about the red machine before he even gets a chance to meet it, other than the vague reminder of Cain and Abel. I mean V1 did murder their younger 'better' sibling.

LOVE THIS HONESTLY....partly because i very much agree that gabriel would realistically need plenty of hands-on experience with more delicate parts, and partly because it's very funny from EVERY perspective in this scenario. i would think gabriel does this largely without v1's knowledge, not knowing how it would feel with him digging around in v2's parts, but nonetheless wanting further testing of his own skills with something far less risky than v1 itself. so he knows v2's remains are in greed and he's overjoyed at the prospect of getting in some meaningful practice only to find....v1 wasn't exaggerating about how it left v2 after their second encounter. it's. busted literally to hell. yet after the initial disappointment and frustration, gabriel decides this is it then. THIS is the real test - if he can figure out what these parts are and get any of them back in something of a working condition, he'd be able to repair v1 from just about any damage it might incur. he's gonna lazarus this thing if it kills him (just the body though...the brain is beyond help, right? certainly)

so gabriel gets to work, first having to collect up and clean off v2's components after being left to bake in the sun and sand of greed. and since he and v1 regularly part on their own expeditions, sometimes for a day or two at a time, it's easy for him to get the space he needs to do so without the machine any the wiser. but this thing is a mess. he's gotten access to look at some of v1's internals (not touch!!!!), so with his still exceptional angelic memory he has a great idea of how things should be, but v2 is so mangled there's really nothing in its proper place. or shape. or really there at all in some cases. so he works through it in his classic, methodical style, laying out the parts one by one until he knows what's missing and what he believes they must do after all of his study. again, gabriel's angelic nature assists him in this - he doesn't have the ability to create the way humans do, but since that ability was passed down to them by god, he's very good at guessing the logic behind how humans put things together.

he takes to scavenging the parts from other machines, at first tinkering with the components more than attempting any repairs, but he slowly starts to piece together the workings of the v series. it's excruciatingly incremental, but small patches begin to link together, the setbacks innumerable but every bit of progress a triumph to him. that's another thing, however small, v1 won't have to worry about anymore. but i love the idea that he gets carried away with it, not able to know how reinforced that brain case is since v1 won't let him anywhere near its own...and soon he's fixing its outside connections and its all important refrigeration. it's hard to say if he or v2 is more shocked when the machine wakes up, computer grossly disoriented while gabriel panics in the realization that he's become TOO good of a mechanic. v2 is running on emergency back up power without blood left to it so it's not foolish enough to attack gabriel - in fact, it can do little more than eye him suspiciously before it shuts down again. but gabriel, well-versed now in the mechanical aspects of the v-series, knows it's only a matter of fuel. so what can he do? leave it? keep messing with it? both feel wrong now that it's conscious again, so he resolves to get it some blood and see where that takes them.

after ringing a couple of demons dry (they attack him much more now...he's apparently fallen enough at this point to get into territorial disputes), he refuels v2 enough for it to reboot but hopefully keep it relatively sedate. thankfully v2 isn't NEARLY as shoot first, ask never as its sibling seems to be, and he's further surprised by how it articulates (despite being aware of its voice box). gabriel decides to be fully honest with it and of course v2's first priority is to ask why he fixed it, what happened to v1, and just who he is since it can't place him into a category. the ensuing conversation goes pretty poorly of course, v2 essentially taking this as v1's demonic worshiper who messed with its body in order to keep that war machine going into perpetuity. it would frankly rather have stayed dead!!!! it spouts off about v1, about what it did and what it is, about how it's a corrupt machine that will only serve to destroy every last thing in heaven and hell if it can...but maybe that's what a demon wants. and gabriel recognizes he's stepped into the middle of a messy relationship....but it's a family relationship as far as he's concerned, and by now he's aware that v1 struggles internally with a sense of loneliness. and with v2's obvious emotionality, maybe it feels something of the same? plus v1 has changed since it last met with v2, it's grown as it's lived with gabriel and it makes honest efforts to be kind, to be loving, so perhaps this is both of their chance to find another like themselves as two singular prototypes.

this...obviously doesn't go as planned, but i've talked about that a bit before so i won't go on for even LONGER. suffice to say v1 is decidedly nowhere near as gentle as he hoped and it turns out v2 kinda hates v1 with every fiber of its being (plus v1 is like WHAT THE FUCK YOU FIXED IT. WHAT THE FUCK LOL) so it's. a bit of a disaster. but i do love the idea of them working things out enough for v2 to stick around, as i really enjoy the potential of its character and how it would play off of the other two...the terrible found family adds a member!!

#i'm making some leaps here but whatever!!! #namely v2 needs to be a bit less splattered than in canon #and gabriel's angelic mind fills in some difficult gaps #but this is my favorite explanation for integrating v2 so!!!! #thank you anon!!! #cake answers #v2 #gabriel